This is a song about "Diss love"

I dont try to diss you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Look it something they can't ever see

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

Go! you free to go about your business

Pocket racked up all big faces

You cant even write a good diss?

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Now after my first diss plus this,

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss